Hatred.

Disclaimer: I don't own Shinzo or it's characters.

Rating: …Kids +?

Paring: One-sided Estea/Mushra. Mentioning of Yakumo/Mushra

Warnings: …none

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She hated her.

She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help it.

Every time she saw how easily she talked to him.

Every time she saw how he would react to her.

She hated her then.

He would do all he could to keep her safe and protect her from harm.

Because she was a human, the only one left of her kind.

But she knew better then that.

She knew that it was because he liked her.

Because he liked her beautiful eyes that were expressive and big while her own were small and tiny.

Because he liked her long brown hair, while she didn't have hair at all except her fur.

Because he loved her smile, a mysterious smile that she would be able to show him.

Because he loved everything about her, absolutely everything.

But he loved nothing off hers.

Sure he was nice to her and friendly.

He smiled to her on a different way then to the others, joking around with her.

But it was nothing like the smiles he showed her and the jokes he shared with her.

She knew she was it was stupid she felt this way.

She was too young for him and she couldn't choose for whom his heart would choose.

She realized all to well that it would never work between them.

That he would never see her the same way as he saw her.

But that didn't mean it didn't hurt through every vain in her body.

Every time she saw him blush as she spoke to him the same way she did when he spoke to her.

Every time she saw how flushed he reacted in her presence alone and cheered up by it.

That his most special smile was reserved for another.

It hurt.

It hurt that she would never be able to hold him like she could.

It hurt that she would never be able to calm him down after a fierce fight.

That she would never be able to be there for him.

She realized she should be happy he was happy.

And she was.

Happier then ever that he seemed to be constantly smiling now a days while he had been so sad before she came.

She was happy when he could joke around with the others while laughing.

She was happy to just be around him and that he'd talk to her.

She was happy he told her funny things he didn't tell the others.

But it didn't change the fact that she disliked her.

Not in person, cause Yakumo was a wonderful person.

Probably the most wonderful girl there was out there.

But the woman in her was the one she hated.

The woman that he had fallen in love with.

The woman he adored more then anything.

And as at night silent tears ran down her cheeks soundlessly she realized she was jealous.

More then hatred she felt jealousy towards the girl who could wind everyone around her finger.

Including the blue-eyed fire enterran the small kitten was hopelessly in love with.

And for that, she couldn't help but to hate her.

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I have absolutely no idea where this came from.

I've been watching Shinzo again and suddenly during it I wrote this on paper when I saw Estea and then Yakumo and Mushra.

And thought how Estea must feel seeing as Mushra kind off kisses the ground where Yakumo walks on…add that to a small dislike of Yakumo and this is the result.

I was going to throw it away but a friend begged me to put it on…so that's why this…thing, by no better word of it available, got online.

The flames are expected so just throw them

As long as you do review that is cause I adore those still no matter what.